Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66755 | 2021-12-21 21:56:03 | 152.89 | 99% |
| 66289 | 2021-03-19 21:36:29 | 141.65 | 98% |
| 62199 | 2020-10-13 19:47:26 | 140.27 | 98% |
| 60821 | 2020-09-24 14:05:12 | 128.68 | 97% |
| 53770 | 2020-01-03 03:48:47 | 146.10 | 99% |
| 49156 | 2019-08-08 21:33:22 | 127.45 | 97% |
| 41517 | 2018-10-27 01:03:11 | 131.98 | 98% |
| 37586 | 2017-09-06 10:43:08 | 110.56 | 97% |